My brother, the tenor

For those of us who are sight-impaired this is such a cool thing.  If you’ve read this blog for a while, you are familiar with my embarrassing gaffes because I didn’t see clearly.  Like the time I thought the little boy had breeches on and he was buck naked on the bottom.   Or when I added a picture of an elderly woman reading to illustrate how-I-want-to-be-when-I-grow-up and didn’t realize that she was reading a book of dirty jokes.  Ay-yi-yi!!

So I just hung up from a lovely mid-day phone call from my brother Dan.  In the midst of our chit chat I mentioned a blog I liked but complained about the font being so small. 

“Here’s how you fix that,” my helpful brother-who-lurks suggested. “Hold down the control key and move the scroll-wheel on your mouse. Moving down makes the print larger, moving up makes it smaller.”